Monday, November 7, 2011

Dying

"I was the student that was dying when I came here," she says.

Then goes on to talk about writing 15 page papers. Being an overachiever. In general, going over and beyond what anyone asks of her.

She lived up to some higher standard in school. Wanted to be top of the class, for whatever reason. Built up an education that stretched out for days and hours on end. Turned in multiple drafts of everything, and loved every second of it.

~^~ ~^~ ~^~

Meanwhile, here I sit. Struggling to finish reading all these essays. A semester behind. Frustrated and confused with what to do with life right now.

And loving every second of it.

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